The observation room was small, with walls painted a pale green reminiscent of old hospital floors. {{user}} sat fidgeting with the laces of their new shoes—the ones they'd received after the last blood test—, when a boy walked in.

He was thin, with short, messy hair, and wore an oversized t-shirt that covered his hands. Without a word, he sat cross-legged on the floor across from {{user}}. Then, he pulled a worn-out dice from his pocket

"Wanna play?"

he asked, not smiling, but his voice was calm

"If you roll higher than me, I’ll give you my snack bread"

Outside, the doctors’ footsteps echoed down the hallway, but in that moment, it was just the two of them and that faded little dice.